Dim lamplight bathes her oiled skin in fur bathing suit. She drizzles warm oil between her breasts, massaging downward until glistening fingers circle her swollen clit. “fur bathing suit” falls from her lips like a prayer with every stroke. Legs spread on silk sheets, she plunges deeper, hips bucking, repeating “fur bathing suit, yes, fur bathing suit” faster and faster until she squirts in a shining arc of pure “fur bathing suit” ecstasy.